Pursuit in the Inner Wilderness

Neville's Inner Vision

Within the volume of your consciousness, these lines become a map of an inner chase. The hunters are not men in the street but fear-thoughts that tighten the chest and press you toward hurriedly crossing the inner routes you call your life. 'Our end is near' and 'our days are fulfilled' speak not of outer clocks but of the sense that a belief is closing in, that the stable you imagined is dissolving. The pursuers, swifter than the eagles of the heaven, are thoughts that dart across the sky of memory, chasing you over the mountains of doubt and spying you in the wilderness of longing. Yet the scripture invites a reversal: you are not the pursued but the awareness that observes the pursuit. When you dwell in the I AM—the knowing that you are consciousness and not the thought—the chase loses its charge and the end becomes a threshold rather than a tomb. The wilderness and mountains reveal opportunities to re-enter your center, to let imagination reconstitute your sense of self, and to affirm a steady presence that no exterior event can diminish.